- Erotic Poetry
- Pubic Quatrains
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Click hereOh hoary thatch that beckons so,
And draws me where I ought not go,
Am I a mere benighted knave?
(And would it kill you, dear, to shave?)
Hail, landing strip, brave tuft of hair,
That juts and struts 'twixt skin so bare,
And crowns the wonder of her pearl.
(Sometimes I'm glad I'm not a girl.)
But furrowed clefts bereft of hair
Are now in favor everywhere,
And sad the man at razor's edge
Who'd much prefer a dusky hedge.
- COMMENTS
hardwoods4everalmost 10 years agoNo splinters or stubble here, gramps... ever heard of laser hair removal?
pegleghegelalmost 10 years agoAuthorLasers are for Star Wars, not crotches. Ah the folly of youth; come the winter of your discontent, you may regret your hairless state.
Still, you sound hot. Gramp pics forthcoming. Enjoy!
pegleghegelalmost 10 years agoAuthorHardwood leaves splinters, young sir or madam, whereas shag is forever.
Rather than busy yourself with cheap swipes at the depilatory proclivities of others, perhaps you might disclose your own pubic preferences for our collective enlightenment? Or, as the youth of today say, "Pics or it didn't happen."
Anonymousalmost 10 years ago... only old guys like shag carpeting. All the young ones are into hardwoods.
